Beneath Black Blood

Beneath Black Blood- Chapter 8

o“It is shallow desires which make a young man bold; strong desires confound him.”
― Giacomo Casanova, History of My Life, Vols. I & II—–

Chapter 8- Seduction comes in heels

Timothy

I went down to the generator room, or the basement, whatever you call it. At first I was kind of lost; I really had never needed to use the basement before, I wasn’t a technician. As far as I knew the basement was used to host a multitude of engines, boilers, containers, and other things that I probably couldn’t comprehend. Overall it was a very important place, that if damaged could cause the destruction of the entire base as well as burden the Capital. That’s probably one of the reasons why I had never been there before. Because of its value the basement was guarded to the highest extent, like a vault or something, with five big thick metal doors that each had retinal scanners, gel thumb scanners that even checked your pulse, sensors, breathing monitors, and temperature monitors. There are lasers that will mercilessly slice you to bits and it’s rumoured that there are cameras everywhere; they literally have no blind spot.

Of course this was all heresy, I hadn’t actually been there myself until now, and the place honestly gave me the creeps. Personally I believed all the rumours, this place is the weakness of our entire operations so it had to be guarded. Although at the same time you could call it a strength, having all the things that matter in one place makes it easier to protect. I don’t really care about the pros and cons though. That’s why as I was walking there I was bored out of my mind; my every step was weighed with the thought of all that paper work I was going to have to do just to get inside there and turn on that damn generator. What was it again RF5, or something?

   I whistled hopelessly as I got into the elevator shaft that would lead me to the forsaken basement. As the metal gated doors began to close another person walked in, but I didn’t look at them, it’s easier to mind your own business. But, a second after I thought that I felt slender fingers on my shoulder and a husky seductive voice mutter,“Why do you look so bored, little boy?”

Seriously at that moment I felt my heart skip four or five beats, especially when I looked at the owner of the voice, it was Mrs. Capital, as in Nancy Capitol, the wife of the man that led The Capital. The spokeswoman that always said ‘the world may be dying around us, but we’ll prosper on.’ I was standing in the same elevator shaft as this woman, the woman said to have destroyed a wave of mutants and Abyss members in the early days. Everyone, even the head of the Capital called her Fallen. A warrior amongst warriors.

Fallen was leaning on the other side of the elevator with a slightly bemused smile on her painted red lips. I had completely frozen, I was staring at her; just looking at her in dumbfounded astonishment. I had to stop. I hurriedly saluted then pinched myself hard with my nails and coughed. “Oh I am sorry Miss Capital but I’m not bored, I don’t know what made you think that.” She chuckled at my words.

“Please call me Fallen my dear, everyone does, I only said that because that was just the way you stood, you really shouldn’t stand like that.” She gave me a grin that sent my heart racing, “Every stretch of time on this world should be enjoyed, life is filled with wonders, if we don’t enjoy them sooner it’s all just gonna end.”  she pressed her delicate nails to my neck and made a slitting motion with it. “Don’t you think so Timothy?” she asked.

“Yes!…Wait, how do you know my name?” I asked stupidly, looking into her deep black eyes that shimmered with mystery,“How wouldn’t I know your name?” she replied, “It is my job to lead every person in Capital, if I didn’t know the name of one of the ten great Majors, and especially the name of the youngest at that, then what kind of leader would I be?”

I felt my cheeks going hot and red, what a stupid question to ask, man was I dumb, I had just succeeded in making myself look like an idiot in front of my boss. I inwardly groaned, but despite this Fallen seemed as happy as day. Everything about her was just so perfect, compared to myself I was an imperfection. I wondered what such a high ranking member of the Syndicate was doing on the surface and at this base at that. 

    Just then the elevator stopped and two men with heavily loaded guns opened the gates, although I think their guns were pointless as sub-automatic machine guns were also pointing at us from the ceiling straight into the small box like elevator. If we had been enemies we would have barely lasted seconds before we were blown to bits. As I admired the weaponry Fallen had already stepped out of the shaft and the guards bowed at her, I realised this only a second later and attempted to get out just like her but every gun was on me in seconds,

“Do you have access to be here.” Asked the burliest, thuggish looking man; he was weak, I could tell, if I really wanted to I could have disarmed him in sixteen different ways. But, I wasn’t going too. I just yawned casually and was about to answer them when Fallen said, “Don’t worry about all the normal procedures, he’s with me.” My eyes widened and so did the soldiers. I was ‘with her.’ This was the first time I’d heard about it, but I didn’t mind. If it let me do what I needed to do faster then she could say I was her slave for all I cared.

After a five second pause they let us though, and we bypassed every piece of security without fail, so this was what it is was like to have power. Everywhere she went people gave her adoring smiles, or they bowed and curtsied, even if they held guns or wore awkward combat gear. She just pleasantly smiled in return- which seemed to be enough for them. It took us a full five minutes to get through the guards and the gates- which were as big and security tight as rumoured. At the last door it was like going into a different world. It was cold, the temperature at least 5 degrees, not to mention there were only dim lights coming from the ceiling and everything here was metallic. There was no colour, as if the world had turned bleak.   

 As we went into this metallic room, the seven heavy thick vaulted doors closing behind us, Fallen relaxed. Seeming to be pleased to get away from the general crowd, she sighed,“Man, I just hate it when people treat me like I’m a princess.”

“Well you kind of are one aren’t you?”

She gave me a dark look, “I’m kidding.” I said quickly, Fallen ignored me, and then she said,“I wanted to ask you if you would accompany me on an errand.”

“Me!” I exclaimed

“Yes you, well that’s only if you’re not busy.”  

I was getting an offer of a lifetime and she was asking me if I was too busy.

“Of course I’ll help, I only came down to switch on a flick generator, but I’m generally at your disposal Fallen.” She smiled at that like I had said something extremely amusing.

“Well you can switch the flick generator on now if you want.”

“Now?” I looked around and realised that we were in a warehouse area with rows upon rows of hundreds of generators.I felt my cheeks go bright red; I had been so distracted with Fallen that I had forgotten my own objective.

Sheepishly I looked around trying to find the specific generator RF5, but it was like finding a certain strand of hair in the middle of your head amongst loads of different hairs. After five minutes of me wandering around aimlessly- Fallen following slowly behind- I turned around in defeat. Fallen was looking at me, again wearing that amused expression and it made me feel like someone was pouring hot magma over me; I’d never been so embarrassed before.

“So it’s true that men never ask for directions.” She laughed her husky voice going up and down in waves. I didn’t say anything but this time I let her lead the way- which I probably should have done before because she found the RF5 generator in a matter of seconds.

“Were you really trying Timothy?” she asked, “You seemed distracted, and you should have noticed the directions and found it easily.” She abruptly went closer to me and put her forehead on mine. My face felt suddenly hot and feverish, she was so close to me, so near, and smelt so sweet. “It seems you’re coming down with a fever.” She stated, Fallen had been only checking my temperature but for a second I thought I had been seeing stars, I was blushing and everything.

I coughed and hoped that the dim light of the warehouse hid my face. Only then did I feel them, the vibrations.

 

Tia Kyoya

Ashley was looking at me with that smug expression of his, like he completely loved the shock in my eyes. It was true, at that moment in time I probably had a comical look of shock on my face. So much so that even I would of laughed at myself, but that was beside the point; I just couldn’t believe that some undergraduate intelligence agent had more information than I had. Not to mention the information itself, it was too astonishing for words.  Where had he just taken me? I wasn’t sure but we were now standing back where we were before. I realised now that he wasn’t a Creature of the Abyss, our own technology had advanced to such a degree that we could now use Abyss abilities. ‘If this got out’ I thought…No I couldn’t say anything, it was the same as shooting myself in the back.

 I breathed and looked around me but no one was around, literally no one was there. Ashley had been standing next to me, but he’d left like that. I felt chills. Why had he transferred to the surface team? What was head quarters trying to accomplish? Who was he really? So many questions.

Was re-reading this and cringing at the grammar, I thought I edited this better, but alas I wrote this story when I was 14 so bear with me. I’m going to get a friend to edit my stories for me, so bear with my bad language for now.

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